Madisen Hansen Period A3 There are twenty six letters in the alphabet, and never had I thought that five letters could be arranged in such a painful way. APUSH was a class that I had originally taken because my parents simply did not think I could do it. So I took the hardest class in the school. But I didn’t learn just history. I got more out of that class than I have ever gotten out of my high school career.
Most students seeking a secondary education after high school and choosing what they are going to do, it is a challenging phase to go through, especially being eighteen years old. In high school, people are barely given the freedom to go to school and come back without guidance. At times, people seeking secondary education are strung along by "counselors" who make it seem like the next four years of our lives will be "the greatest years of our lives." This isn't an argumentative essay about how students are deprived and stripped of their independence. Nor is it a persuasive essay about the challenges adolescents face going through this transition of "finding themselves."
Almost forgot the name of my high school is Adrian Wilcox High, home of the thunder if I remember correctly or lightning one of the two but I digress. After the first period of class, which nothing much really happened but explaining school rules and such. I began to realize that high school feels the same as middle school expect there were four times the students than there is in eighth grade; walking down the halls I can feel eyes of the higher grades scoping not only myself but a majority of the other freshmen knowing we are struggling to find our scheduled classes. Lunch finally comes around I start opening up to other students to make and try to make some friends, I remember lunch and after were my favorite times back then my classes were easy and so chill
Imagine that you have been trying something hard for so long and then finally just quit. I have always had ok grades here at Lowell Middle School. this year I started to go in the lower range of grades like D’s to C’s.But other years at lowell schools were not even close to years like this.And getting bad grades created a wildfire in eigth grade for me.This is a big problem because this could affect test and exam scores. I have never been excited about bad grades because most of my friends get good grades.This year I have become the kid that the teacher talks to after class because of them having a failing grade. My family does not get excited about me getting bad grades.My mom has been trying to find me a tutor but has not been very successful in finding her task.I say to my parents that i am trying my best to find and get help from teachers and fellow students but I think to myself that i have been lying becasue i have not been trying my hardest.
In a way, it’s like it is expected from everyone to go to college. It seems like it is thought badly of if you don’t go, which could be from a number of reasons. For example, during my four years in high school, I’ve noticed that I’m not the best student, hence why I am typing this exam. But when I work
It was my first day of high school. Because of a hurricane, school had been delayed two days. I checked my schedule, as I was starting on a Wednesday instead of Monday. My first class was Honors Spanish 2, which I expected to be the hardest, as not many freshmen took the class. It was overwhelming walking into a classroom filled mostly with sophomores; the teacher had a stern look also.
Why I describe that period time as a torture? The reason was I suffered school-bulling and teasing in the first month. At that time, my English was very poor, so I can barely write a few short paragraphs and read some short article. Also, I was shy, and very scared to talk to people. That was the first month in my high school, in a Language and Arts class.
School versus school. Attending Palmer High School for three years, out of my four year high school experience, then realizing the teaching of the wrong things at Palmer, Community Prep School was my next stop. Breaking it down to the basics of school, doing high school math is going to be the same of you do it with an instructor or on a computer. No matter what school you go to or not in school doing a task with a dead line is the same. Palmer High School and Community Prep School are two very different worlds when analyzing in the aspect of a healthy environment.
After my first semester at Howard I realized my skills in math were not particularly strong. Though I did well in high school, I was not prepared to the higher level math that my engineering program required of me nor was I completely ready for the adjustment to a larger workload and a foreign learning environment. For these reasons I received an initial GPA of 2.46. Over the course of the winter break I was determined to sharpen my math skills as well as prepare for my other courses in order to make up for my disappointing first semester. Over winter break I gathered online materials and studied on my own, when I came back in the spring I regularly met with my peers to study, frequented office hours and continued to study online.
In middle school, and even in the beginning of high-school I never felt compelled to put forth much effort in order to achieve a high grade in my math classes, as well as all my other classes. However, my junior year of high-school altered that attitude entirely. I took pre-calculus honors my sophomore year, then went straight to AP calculus BC, skipping AP calculus AB. I did what I was